Jay Cutler Is A Giant Pussy: Dude Has Diabetes & Gets Drunk, Can’t Get Off His Ass And Rah Rah For Bears

Straight from WebMD, the official virtual doctor of Busted Coverage and its employees, if we offered medical coverage. (Lesson to up and coming young bloggers: get yourself some freelance Indian researchers because they don’t expect free health care and never ask.)

Do not drink more than two drinks of alcohol in a one-day period. (Example: one alcoholic drink = 5-ounce glass of wine, 1 1/2-ounce “shot” of liquor or 12-ounce beer).

Drink alcohol only with food.

Drink slowly.

Avoid “sugary” mixed drinks, sweet wines, or cordials.

Mix liquor with water or diet soft drinks.

In other words, don’t drink because indulging too much could risk your career and result in a leg being sawed off when you are 60.

Now, we aren’t saying Jay Cutler had more than one while partying with Coolio and these ladies. In fact, we don’t even know what’s in that glass. Could be a Vernor’s on the rocks. Easy on the ice.

Or it could be mixed drink #3.

What athlete goes to a sporting event with Coolio and doesn’t get shitfaced? Jay Cutler? That giant pussy hit the big time after a quiet career at Vanderbilt and has the chance to get shitfaced with Coolio? And wouldn’t take advantage of that opportunity?

Here is the most disturbing part of Jay Cutler’s performance on Sunday: he sat his ass on that heated bench and sulked.

Get your high-priced ass up and on that sideline showing support for Caleb Hanie who figured he’d show up to Soldier Field, wear his baseball cap and collect a paycheck.

C’mon, Jay. Get on some crutches. Get up. Scream until your voice cracks. Anything.

Nope, this is the same guy who would risk his health to get drunk but won’t get off his ass to slap some high-fives and “Attaboy” his teammates who have a shot to get to the Super Bowl.

We’ve heard all the defenders. Cowherd. Lovie. The Bears piece of garbage GM.

What none of them said was that Jay was being a leader. Leaders don’t sit on the heated bench looking like they’d rather be wrapped up in a fleece blanket and stretched out on a sectional couch.

As cliche as it sounds, leaders – if hurt but able to stand – can do things. Get in a sideline huddle and encourage. Start screaming. Slap Hanie on the ass. Hand on the shoulder. Anything.